Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Francesca, will you marry me?

I love Francesca! There I said it and I want the world to know. I have spent time dining in and around all of the downtowns of the Capital Region and well into the hinterlands (ie. Clifton Park). Yet, I am always amazed when I finally try a place I have passed by a million times.I have no idea why I didn’t find Francesca’s earlier. Perhaps part of me simply didn’t want to be spotted by the staff at The Record located across the street.Yesterday was one of those great days where the whole big Italian family got together for lunch. We ordered from Francesca’s and we all agreed – Francesca needs to be in our family! Papa Bear had the Chef Salad, piled with fresh greens and super fresh smoked mutz and turkey, ham and roast beef. Mama Bear had the Troy Sandwich. Straightforward and in your face – ham, turkey, swiss, mayo and Dijon, pickle. Pow! Sisters and brothers and cousins tried everything else – The Ciccia sandwich, the Julius Caesar, The Blossom Salad, The Capri, and the Tuna Melt.Roasted peppers, artichokes, red onion, olio evo, blue cheese crumbles. These ingredients make your mouth water every time.

If you haven’t been to this spot, you haven’t tried food in Troy. Grab a copy of The Record outta the box and head over for lunch. You’ll be glad you did!

We go there almost every morning for breakfast "made with love". it doesn't take long for Fran and the girls to know you by name and remember just how you like you're breakfast. Her food is comfort food without the comfort calories. She puts to together the best oatmeal ever! Has the best coffee too ! Oh and the bagels and brownies...... Go find out for yourself!

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Too many restaurant reviewers come with a big side dish of personal ego. Average Joe believes that satisfying his palate doesn't have to come with pretension. Going out and having a good meal in a friendly place is a great time that Joe looks forward too. Fine dining? Only if Joe can dress like he does for work. Keep the wine list and the glass too for that matter, Miller Lite in the bottle is most likely Joe's preference. The food at your restaurant should as good or better than what Joe's mom cooked for him, and certainly better than what Joe can whip up or grill himself. The prices should be fair, and Joe agrees that quality is better than quantity, but tasty and plentiful is a good thing too...